MadnessA Poem by AriesPositive, so right, very, very right I am; watching me he is, wrong I am not. Why, why oh why oh why was he staring? Paranoid, he said I was; annoyed I am. My breathing, it slowed, slowed almost to a stop. He said it's a mental illness, that the things I see, the things I hear. OH! The things I hear, I hear so well, but but to dwell on them I do not, remember, repeat, delete. Delete from my mind but only for a moment. He said they’re not real, that they are only in my head. Mad, I called him! Mad, he called me, mad, mad, mad. All in my head? I see them, there! Reaching for my hand! Lead me to heaven I said, take me to hell they did.
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